Your resting in your hiding place...🕊️
But in my Dreams I can still see your face...
Sending messages
Saying that I'll be okay!
It's strange because now that you proceeded on...
I realized a Bond that will
Live on...🥹❤️
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HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
“ Public Diary, of an Urban LGBTQ Poet
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Lately, I feel an emptiness inside of me that doesn’t make any sense. I was fine a week ago and now I’m numb to the pain that I’ve been carrying around. Numb to the idea of me existing. I wish I could go to a place where I can hear happy positive thoughts and surround myself with joy. The medication I’m on doesn’t seem to work anymore. I still feel pain from existing, why am I here anyways? Merely to exist. I don’t feel like I’m making any differences being here.
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Beautiful!!!
Thank you for sharing. Very well written.